DEATH PLUS - POLTERGEIST

DEATH PLUS - SUICIDAL IDEATION PROD. ESTHETIC GLOOM

I done stepped up yeah I done went up into god mode
Evolved into something else levitated to the cosmos
Feelin like a legend y’all peasants I watch em die slow
Fiendin for just one more hit of life & then it’s lights out

Close the door, what they want I don’t know
I don’t give a fuck about em that’s one thing I know for sure
Ima smoke, case closed let em know
That I don’t fuck with nobody don’t come around me less we close bitch

Yeah bitch I’m on my own shit
I stay on my own shit

Y’all stay on some bullshit
Y’all some bitches & y’all stay on some hoe shit
No forgiveness for a snake you ain’t my bro
Get the fuck up out my way before I turn you to a ghost

Kill ‘em off one by one piece by piece
Ima turn em to feast
Yung reapermane gon slide gon make em die gon rest in peace
Promise you won’t see me, im on the creep
Im in the streets, im runnin round all through yo town with all my freaks
Infinite that be the team we at yo door like trick or treat
Yung reapermane gon slide gon make em die gon rest in peace
Promise you won’t see me, im on the creep
Im in the streets
Im runnin round all through yo town with all my freaks

DEATH PLUS - FUCK THE FAKES PROD. BY FADINGANGEL

Gettin yo blood all up on my white tee
Grippin up on this weapon on the side of me
Yeah I got some demons they gon ride with me
And I know some bitches that’s gon die for me

Death plus comin up out the crypt ready to hit em up
Leave you just another body lying in the mud
Find me playin in yo blood
All of my freaks coming up out the fuckin streets ready to see what’s up

Deep way beneath where the worms sleep
In the darkest corners of hell I be on the fuckin creep
I don’t got no life left in me I’m deceased
Plussed up to the max yung anomaly

Nothin else I’m tryna be
I’m just what I wanna be
And to be honest witchu
I don’t really think I gotta be
Nothing other than what I am
Because I am undoubtedly
One of the only motherfuckers
That don’t care about that shit

Cuz y’all be talkin
But you don’t really do nothing too often
You just talkin
Put in some work and stop runnin yo mouth bitch

DEATH PLUS - BLOOD ON MY WHITE TEE PROD. BY ESTHETIC GLOOM

Fake muthafuckas wanna hate go and do something
Same pussies that talk shit ain’t doing nothing 
I don’t give a fuck about a thing I’m just doing my shit
Pussies got a lot to say but they still ain’t doing a thing

Fuck with me I’m gonna send to ass to heaven
Get the fuck out my muthafuckin section
If you ain’t my brethren, you ain’t shit best not step to a skeleton
I’m already dead don’t think about I give fuck about anything

Ima ride through the night with my weapon in my pocket
Got some bodies in the back one in a bag one in a coffin
Fuckin with yung death I turn this shit into your funeral
I been on this shit since like way back before you were born

You can’t do this shit
You can’t do this shit
You been trying for so long but still sound like you new to this

I hopped out the fuckin dirt and then I schooled this shit
Plussed up to the max yeah I’m a legend bitch I do this shit

Fake muthafuckas wanna hate go and do something
Same pussies that talk shit ain’t doing nothing 
I don’t give a fuck about a thing I’m just doing my shit
Pussies got a lot to say but they still ain’t doing a thing

I think you lost you lookin just like you new to the game
Posted with the squad yeah ima always stay true to the gang
Got some KILLAZ that’s ready and looking to shoot at your brains
All of my dogs on the hunt better run we gon pull up and if they catch ya better pray

DEATH PLUS - TURN THE FUNCTION TO A FUNERAL PROD. BY ESTHETIC GLOOM

What they gon say about me when I’m dead
Blood all on my fuckin chest
What they gon say when they put me in my grave & lay my soul to rest
Put the rope around my neck, put the gun up to my head
What they gon say about me when they find out that im fuckin dead

They ain’t gon say shit cuz they don’t know nothing bout me
They ain’t gon say shit cuz they was never around me
Only thing I knew was them demons surrounding me
In a ocean of voices, they pullin me under they drownin me
Always been the same & i know it’s just how it be
Im just doin my thing real quick & then ima leave
This is for the motherfuckers that doubted me
Fuck off & don’t say shit, just let me rot in peace

They don’t know about the deathmane at all
They don’t know about what goes in my thoughts
Put em in a grave, let em hang, send em to the flame
Burn a church and break the laws
Evil curses, racin thoughts
Demons lurkin, satan walks
Cut em up, put they remains in a box
Then throw em into the lake n im out
They don’t fuck wit me because I look like I’m dead inside
I walk like the reaper n I got death all up in my eyes
When they step to me they don’t feel right, in fact they feel mystified
Wonder what the fuck they gonna say bout me when I die